Chapter 125 Thoughts

In fact, as Nie Zeyuan's "face-to-face girlfriend", Jiang Mengzhu had to have a drink with him before he could be justified.

But Nie Zeyuan said: "She stopped drinking. She has a bad drinking tolerance."

On the night of the graduation dinner, Nie Zeyuan had also seen her drinking capacity. He stopped her and held her behind him.

Nie Zeyuan leaned forward, planning to drink with them himself.

However, Jiang Mengzhu couldn't hear the way he thought he knew him very well. She pushed his hand away and said, "I can drink pretty well."

She smiled slightly.

"Come on, Director Zhao, Professor Zhang, I can drink."

Picking up a glass of wine, "I respect you."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Mengzhu's face was slightly tipsy after drinking a cup.

"Hey, Teacher Xiao Jiang is drunk."

Jiang Mengzhu's eyes were slightly hazy, "How could that happen?"

"I have to go home later, there's no way I'm drunk."

The woman's body had a tendency to fall backwards. Nie Zeyuan held her waist, picked her up, and smiled softly, "I just love to show off my strength."

Everyone's eyes flashed, and surprise flashed across their eyes.

The man was polite and then said to everyone: "Sorry, that's just how she is."

"I'm not a good drinker, but I also like to drink."

Nie Zeyuan's voice was full of endearment, and others couldn't tell that he actually didn't mean to blame him at all.

On the contrary, maybe they were the ones to blame for not stopping her when she was drinking.

Professor Zhang and Director Zhao felt guilty and apologized: "I'm sorry, I really didn't expect Teacher Xiao Jiang to have such a bad drink. If I had known this, it was just like what Mr. Nie said. She should have had one drink when toasting her.

I didn’t even let her drink it, it’s my fault, my fault.”

Director Zhao asked kindly: "Hey, Teacher Xiao Jiang? Are you okay?"

Nie Zeyuan lowered his eyes, looked at her red cheeks, and touched her with a cold hand.

"It's okay." She said.

Jiang Mengzhu frowned, slapped his hand away, and said, "I'm not drunk."

Everyone smiled and said, "I was a little worried at first, but I heard that Mr. Nie meant that he must have seen it before, and he has seen it many times, so he is used to it, hahaha."

"Teacher Xiao Jiang, please sit down and rest quickly. I'll ask the waiter to bring you something to sober up."

Jiang Mengzhu: "Okay."

"No need." Nie Zeyuan stretched out his hand and picked her up. He saw a man in a tall hand-tailored suit holding her leg with his left hand and his right hand under her creaking nest, holding her firmly, "I

Just take her away first."

Mainly because Nie Zeyuan had seen Jiang Mengzhu's drunk state.

I know that when she gets drunk, she will go crazy.

In order to prevent her from making a fool of herself in front of everyone and regretting it after she sobered up, Nie Zeyuan thought of taking her away quickly.

Jiang Mengzhu was shocked: "What are you doing? I didn't say I was leaving."

Jiang Mengzhu's legs were hanging in the air, half-carried by him, and spun around in a half-circle.

Director Zhao was stunned for half a second: "Okay-"

Nie Zeyuan apologized: "I'm really sorry. I'll ask my assistant to come over later to settle the bill. I hope everyone can forgive me."

Director Zhao took the lead: "Hey, what's the matter? Teacher Jiang is very drunk. Mr. Nie, please be careful on the road. Teacher Jiang, please slow down on the road."

Nie Zeyuan nodded.

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"Hey, I won't leave. I'm not drunk." Jiang Mengzhu patted him and whispered, "Put me down."

Walking all the way to the lobby on the first floor, Nie Zeyuan carefully put her down after Jiang Mengzhu urged her repeatedly and broke free.

"Slow down." Nie Zeyuan looked at her, then held her hand after she stumbled a little, "Be careful."

Jiang Mengzhu waved away.

Go all the way forward.

Walk out of the hotel door.

Jiang Mengzhu plans to go home.

I waited for a few minutes for the bus, but it never came.

People were coming and going, and she saw a happy family. The daughter was holding her father's hand, and her mother was on the right.

Jiang Mengzhu thought that was great.

A feeling of sadness came up along with the slight drunkenness.

Suddenly I didn't want to wait any longer.

Five minutes later.

Not wanting to take the car, she walked along the roadside.

There are also many families and couples walking on the street together.

In pairs.

After walking for a long distance, which seemed to last ten or twenty minutes, Jiang Mengzhu exhaled.

She looked.

Looking at this world, coming and going, after all, she is the only one left with a life of poverty and only herself.

Li Mingzhu is not hers.

Jiang Jiang is gone.

Yu Qingqing is not here either.

He lowered his head and was depressed for a while.

Jiang Mengzhu's eyes were a little red. She forced a smile and turned her head, only to find that there was someone following her not too far or too close behind her.

Nie Zeyuan.

Something moved in the eyes.

Has he been following her?

Coming out of the hotel?

Jiang Mengzhu opened his mouth in silence.

The next second.

Something flashed past, and with a warning sound, Nie Zeyuan grabbed her hand and turned her around.

Jiang Mengzhu was held tightly by him, and a warm current rose in his heart.

She glanced at him.

"There was a car just now, didn't you see it?" A car passed by behind her, and Nie Zeyuan looked at her.

Jiang Mengzhu shook his head.

An idea that had been hidden suddenly came into her mind.

She whispered: "Nie Zeyuan, I seem to be drunk."

"Drunk?" Nie Zeyuan put the back of his hand against her forehead, his expression slightly solemn.

"Um."

It's just that this idea has been buried by her before and has never been exposed.

He just said that she was drunk, and she said something back.

But worry is worry.

It was rare to see her speak to him so tenderly.

As if for the first time since the breakup, Nie Zeyuan chuckled.

The piece of earth that had just been buried in her heart emerged from the ground. After she felt it, she made a firm decision.

Jiang Mengzhu nodded innocently and obediently: "In front of my eyes, your face seems to be turning around all the time. Am I going to faint?"

Nie Zeyuan straightened his lip line and said, "I will take you home now."

Jiang Mengzhu hugged his neck, curling up in his arms like a lazy cat. She whispered: "Okay, but I don't want to go home."
To be continued...